Things about the EMM that were cool....

Everything was so big, so it is hard to remember what happened from one minute to the next. All I know is each minute was filled with something neat and fun.

You know how you go on vacation and while you are doing it you are having a great time, but when it is over you wonder what happened to the time, and were you really there? That is how I feel.

This morning when I got up I got to thinking about those neat little things ......

Arriving and getting to unload our own horse instead of just watching everyone else. Then hoping the tall buildings on each side and the sound of his hooves on the street would not be too much for him.

Getting to the barn early each morning and listening to and watching the hustle and bustle of getting the horses fed, and ready for their classes. Then there were the barn smells (okay, after a couple of days, not all were good) :-).

Walking up and down the aisle to and from our stall and speaking to each horse by name and giving them a rub on the forehead. I still have to look at my catalog to remember peoples name. Ha!

Taking Tripp for walks. We would walk outside the barn and he would just stop and look around with big curious eyes. Then he would look up at the sky and watch...he was not meant to be a stalled horse.

Seeing other trainers that you recognize from their blogs, and they recognize you too! And other people who have read the blogs who came by to visit. Rosalie and her daughter - oh I hope they check the updates because I can't remember her daughters name. It was a very beautiful name. If you read this, please e-mail me. I would love to hear from you again. I hope your trip home was a good one.

Strollers.....we were warned about strollers on the Yahoo Groups by Darlene, trainer Ashley's Mom. She was right, they were everywhere and they got close to the horses. Tripp did pretty good with them after he got to sniff one...it made me smile.

The day there was a cup of what I thought was tobacco juice sitting on my stuff in the tack stall, and Arvell Bass had to take it to the trash. It was only tea! HA! I told him that I thought it was the icky stuff and I was grossing out. Give me bone sticking out and gushing blood, and I would have been able to handle it. He laughed!

I have to finish getting ready for work now......just wanted to do this while I was thinking about it. I am still dreaming about it too. I have never consistently dreamed about anything in my life!

Hope everyone has a great day!

Until later...Karen and Tripp